You
ever see a city die? Miles down the road toward Indianapolis, Indiana;
I couldn�t tear my mind from what I saw in Detroit, Michigan. In the
morning, we had biked into the heart of the Motor City, where today,
no one produces cars. The last automobile plant in Detroit closed
many years ago. Henry Ford�s city dies by the hands of the men in
Washington, DC. Michigan loses 1,000 manufacturing jobs weekly from
out-sourcing, in-sourcing and off-shoring. While Michigan�s license
plate says, �Motor Capitol of the World�, its current reality resembles
a leper colony of former auto workers.

Not
only that, Middle Eastern legal immigrants numbering hundreds of thousands
build mosques with Saudi money as they colonize the city into a replica
of their nations in the sands of Arabia. They bow and scrape to Mecca
with horns sounding over parts of the city five times a day. If you�re
there, you�ll see Muslims kneeling all over the place. They�re creating
a country within our country. It is weird seeing turbans, body covering
shawls and foreigners pretending to be Americans. They do not assimilate
as they dominate sectors of our nation like Detroit, Los Angeles,
Chicago, Miami and Houston. While industry flees Michigan, immigrants
cascade into the state. This year, Ford and General Motors announced
60,000 layoffs in the next two years. Bush thinks out-sourcing benefits
America. God help me where he came up with that idea.

Let
me guess! He�s never worked a middle class job in his life which means
he has no idea what he�s doing to average citizens.

What
are the results? As we biked along Telegraph Road and Grand River,
we traveled along a lot of pavement including Five Mile Road. We traveled
where big signs announced warehouses: �For Sale or Lease 100,000 square
feet� mile after mile. Michigan�s manufacturing base vanishes as quickly
as autumn leaves in October. However, they don�t return in spring.

Out-sourcing,
in-sourcing, off-shoring flat-out kills America�s manufacturing base.
We suffer $700 billion annual trade deficit. We borrow $2 billion
daily from foreign investors to float our debt. We pay $400 million
daily to pay interest on our $8 trillion national debt. While Bush
and Congress write more H-1B, H-2B, L-1 and other visas to flood our
work force with foreigners, they don�t take into account the millions
of American families tragically affected. Why? Easy! It�s not politicians�
jobs being given away and not their paychecks vanishing. I think we
need to vote them out of office so they can compete with the illegal
aliens who do the jobs Americans won�t do.

We
cruised into the capitol building in Indianapolis where Natisha of
I-Fire gave us a great reception. We gave our speeches, interviews
to the press and rolled out of town like the Indy 500. However, as
we departed the race car city, we saw many used car lots and other
Mexican establishments flying their Mexican flags. No American flags!
Just Mexican! Nothing irks me worse than my fellow Americans standing
around picking their noses and scratching their butts while people
from other countries, illegally in our country, parade their illegality
and their flags right in front our noses�AND SAY NOTHING and DO NOTHING.
No wonder we�re losing our country piece meal. This apathy of my fellow
citizens in every city across our nation makes me sick to my stomach.

As
we throttled into the wind, Hoosier country and people couldn�t be
friendlier. They greeted us along the highway with enthusiasm, thumbs
up and cheers from most cars that passed us.

What�s
it like on this 48 state ride across America? I share with you that
my fellow riders show a great deal of grit and determination. They
ride long hours in hot weather as high as 112 degrees. They have endured
rain, storms, snow and hail. They�ve been cheered, thanked and appreciated.
They�ve also been cursed, spit at and screamed at. They stand resolute
in their mission.

Don,
a 68 year old grandfather, understands his grandkids� dilemma if we
allow this country to become a bilingual, low wage and fractured country.
As a physicist, he understands the dynamics of carrying capacity which
is overwhelmed by overpopulation pressures. He�d like to change our
immigration course to a more reasonable 100,000 per year which would
allow a sustainable future for all future Americans. Don said, �We
can�t keep adding people from a line that grows by 80 million annually�we
can�t save them all, but we can destroy our country.�

Cindy,
riding that big Harley, presents audiences with sobering aspects of
illegal aliens� impact on our hospitals. As an ICU nurse, she tells
folks she treated a 20 year old illegal in her care who suffered from
AIDS and tuberculosis. She tells folks that no one is safe from the
unending onslaught of illegals rupturing our health care systems across
our country. She�s been steady and true on this ride. Never complains
and rides hard! I ride behind her.

Micha,
riding another Harley, speaks to crowds about her honoring this country
as a new immigrant. She took six years to learn our language, culture
and geography. She�s the mother of four children and a small business
owner. She works hard, plays hard and loves motorcycles. She�s got
spirit and great passion for America. She and her husband support
this ride with their family and friends.

Rick,
at 68, enjoys ten grandkids and wants to give them a future. He knows
how much of a crisis this nation faces with this immigration invasion.
It�s not a funny prospect that faces his grandchildren. Rick�s humor
keeps all of us laughing. His closing speech at the rallies inspires
me each time. Rick leads our group most days. It�s comforting knowing
he�s up ahead. He and all these riders stay safe and protect one another.
I�m honored to ride with them. We take care of each other.

Howard,
my brother, my best friend and our trail boss, keeps us on time and
moving down the road. He faxes, calls, emails press releases and alerts
the media. He speaks in front of the cameras and gives radio interviews
going down the road. He keeps us informed and when he wants us moving,
he says, �Wheels up in 10 minutes.� I�m proud of him as he�s ridden
his horse across America coast to coast and wrote a book about it:
�Misty�s Long Ride: Across America on Horseback.� He�s a man of true
grit. I�m honored to be Howard�s brother on this long ride across
America on iron horses.

We
cruised beside crop fields from the northern end of Indiana to the
southern tip. It�s the state where French Lick produced Larry Bird
and the movie �Hoosiers�. Along with racing cars and basketball, Indiana�s
richness lies in its farmland. That�s what puts food on the table.

Soon,
we crossed into the rolling Kentucky hills. Beautiful horse ranches
and farms stretched through verdant valleys. We reached Frankfort,
Kentucky for a rally on the capitol steps. We met a lot of fine people.
Brett and Vicki, along with Jeff, Allen and Curtis accompanied us
to their house where we sat down for a fine meal. Later, Jeff and
Curtis brought out their guitars and we sang and played into the night.
The next day, they led us to Jeff�s ranch where he kept horses and
motorcycles. We rolled through the Kentucky hills until we reached
Maker�s Mark which is a bourbon distillery in business since 1805.
Thank you Brett, Vicki, Allen, Curtis and Jeff for some of the best
times on the ride.

In
Nashville, Tennessee, Rolling Thunder 1 met us for the best motorcycle
cavalcade into their capitol that we have encountered. Thank you to
Sid, Bob, Gabby and Theresa for your excellent organization. They
blocked off intersections as a line of bikes vanished in my rear views
mirrors. We enjoyed a great rally. Nothing beats Rolling Thunder!

I
admit that I�ve loved Elvis Presley�s music all my life. I danced
to his tunes with a lot of pretty women over the years, too! It saddened
me in 1977 when he died. In Memphis, Tennessee, I stopped at Graceland
to see his final resting place. Along with Billy the Kid, Elvis lived
more life in his 42 years than most live in 75. The tour of his mansion
and awards is well worth four hours of your time.

We
rode hard in 102 degrees heat toward Little Rock, Arkansas. The rally
did not live up to our expectations. It astounds me that 10,000 illegal
aliens marched in Chicago this week demanding they not be deported
because they possess �immigrant rights� but our Paul Revere Riders
couldn�t muster 10 people for a rally to stop illegals from entering
our country let alone one single news source to report our efforts.
And, that�s after all media outlets had been faxed, phone and emailed
press releases of our stand at the capitol. It�s as if this nation�s
media, governors, Congress and president methodically dismantle our
nation by design. Worse, the American people stand by watching it
happen.

Heading
into Louisiana, we witnessed depressing poverty in city after city
along rural highways. You have to see people walking around piles
of trash while doing nothing about it. Entire families live in shacks.
Why do people live in such abject poverty inside the most prosperous
nation on earth? Why would they walk around the trash instead of picking
it up to make their neighborhoods look nicer? Answer: lack of personal
pride or hope.

As
I rode down the highway, I wondered why we�re building Iraq�s society
at $300 billion while we allow many parts of our country to rot. Look
at our ghettoes in most of our large cities. Why do we allow them,
but spend billions on other countries? We take care of them but don�t
take care of our citizens.

As
to this invasion, we�re educating millions of kids from foreign countries
here illegally while our own kids suffer with multiple languages and
diseases in our schools. We offer 20 million illegal aliens free hospital
care while 40 million of our own citizens lack medical insurance�so
they can�t get medical service. Twenty-five Americans suffer death
by illegal aliens from murders to drunken drivers every day in this
country, but we�ve got a president who invites more illegals by the
thousands daily. We suffer a Congress that won�t get its head out
of its proverbial behind. All the while, illegals grow in their arrogance
and demands.

All
these thoughts revolve in my mind as I watch our nation plunge into
its greatest crisis since the Civil War. Most Americans not affected
by it simply ignore it. Millions affected by this invasion haven�t
reached the �tipping point� of critical mass to take action instead
of complain or snooze in front of their TVs, but I pray to God they
become involved sooner rather than later. At some point, it WILL be
too late. Ask those French in Paris, France or the Dutch from Holland
or the British in London with their fractured British society.

At
the state capitol in Baton Rouge, I asked several women at the front
desk why their governor wouldn�t speak out against all the illegals
taking jobs away from U.S. citizens after Katrina created a bonanza
of clean-up jobs. They said, �Politicians don�t do anything unless
it involves money or votes�much of New Orleans was on welfare but
now they�re moving to Baton Rouge�our social services are being deluged
with the victims of Katrina�but they were already on so much welfare,
they get enough in aid to dependent children, food stamps, assisted
housing�so they won�t work.�

At
the same time, those who employ illegal aliens don�t mind cheating,
risking prison for hiring illegals, lying, filling out false documents,
paying under the table, not paying taxes and undermining our country
and Constitution�for the love of ill-gotten money. Makes you sick
doesn�t it?

I
can�t help lament the majority of non-active Americans watching but
doing nothing. It�s like, what are you waiting for? If not now, when?
If not you, who? Results? Aren�t Los Angeles, Chicago, Miami, much
of New York and many more cities enough of a hint?

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The
Paul Revere Riders throttle into the wind. At 12,500 miles, 26 states,
seven weeks and millions of people, we�re making our way across America.
We�ve interviewed on 70 TV shows, 65 newspapers and 50 radio stations.
Paul Revere didn�t give up and neither will we! Good night and God�s
speed.

You�re
invited to support www.21stcenturypaulrevereride.us
with an order on line for our T-shirt. It is a neat personal statement
and supports the ride. You will be excited to wear it. For those who
want to donate, write checks out to �21st Century Paul Revere Ride�
c/o Wooldridge, POB 207, Louisville, CO 80027. Everyone who rides
a bike, tell your friends to ride with us in Washington, DC on Saturday,
August 12, 2006. We expect 100,000 bikes to make a statement. We�ll
circle the Capitol Building and park in the Pentagon parking lot for
speeches. Every bike club on the East Coast is invited. Every bike
shop is invited to tell customers about the final episode of the Paul
Revere Ride. Please contact Howard Wooldridge, phone 817-975-1110
or write him at Wooldridge@leap.cc
to give him an exact number of bikers you intend to present at the
final rally in DC. This is a great moment in history you can tell
your kids about. Let�s make it the �Woodstock� of motorcycle events
of the 21st century. Finally, we expect to feature Paul Revere riding
his horse with a period costume to lead the riders on the last day.
For anyone with a horse and anyone who can sew a Paul Revere period
costume, please contact Howard.

At
the state capitol in Baton Rouge, I asked several women at the front desk
why their governor wouldn�t speak out against all the illegals taking
jobs away from U.S. citizens after Katrina created a bonanza of clean-up
jobs. They said, �Politicians don�t do anything unless it involves money
or votes....